A Legendary Heat - Chapter 2
Story by Nightdraklin on SoFurry
Commission for LightTheDragon19 - Furaffinity!
Synopsis:
With the final season of heat upon them, the two legendary couples will finally have a break from all that lovemaking as it was sometimes an inconvenience for the couple to always stop what they were doing and deal with the heat whenever it spiked up.
Unfortunately for them, what they failed to realize was that the final day of heat was the most intense for the black dragoness to experience, one where Spyro had to deal with that could potentially lose his mind in the process.
A Legendary Heat – Chapter 2
Commission for LightTheDragon19~
Synopsis:
With the final season of heat upon them, the two legendary couples will finally have a break from all that lovemaking as it was sometimes an inconvenience for the couple to always stop what they were doing and deal with the heat whenever it spiked up.
Unfortunately for them, what they failed to realize was that the final day of heat was the most intense for the black dragoness to experience, one where Spyro had to deal with that could potentially lose his mind in the process.
The merchant district of Warfang was at its busiest time of the day as countless vendors began tidying up their stalls in an attempt to have their business still intact for the inspection that was about to come. Once they heard the news that the fire guardian, Ignitus had issued an order of inspecting the legitimacy of their wares due to an unforeseen blunder of one of the merchant leader's documents that were shown to the fire guardian being a hoax, most of them were startled and did their best to present their best quality merchandise they could provide for their customer base, unaware that the inspection had already started much earlier than they were warned for.
Volteer walked along the cobbled path as he looked upon the tents where vendors hurriedly cleaned, inspected, and adjusted the quality of wares they had displayed. Rearranging the detection warding glasses in his snout that he had invented for situations such as these, the electric guardian had inspected stalls as a normal customer without rousing any form of suspicion.
Some of the vendors' wares that he had browsed were of okay quality, but he noticed that there were some with glaring faults that he easily pointed out when they allowed him to examine their merchandise further due to him showing great interest in buying it.
He had left one merchant feeling slightly dejected and a tad bit enraged for what he just did when he openly explained those flaws and questioned if their merchandise was not fit to be sold as their business started to take a turn for the worse. Most passersby looked with displeasing expressions with frowns or raised an eyeridge in reaction to Volteer's scrutiny as they tried to avoid the store that he had verbally ravaged.
Mentally listing the number of vendors that he deemed to be genuine, the electric guardian continued to inspect the rest of the large district that governed a fourth of Warfang as he let out a sigh.
Normally, a single dragon wouldn't be able to finish this task alone, but since this was a serious matter regarding the quality of goods being sold to the citizens of Warfang, it must be done by those of higher authority like the guardians themselves. Anyone below them could easily be bribed or turn a blind eye due to either greed or desperation since the vendors' sales would definitely be impacted during this inspection, as Volteer's title as guardian can persuade dragons of all walks of life to rethink their decision.
That was without saying, the task alone was a pain, hence the electric guardian invited Cynder, his former student to come and help since she held almost the same authority as the guardians, not to mention the she was known to be one of the legendary heroes that saved the world.
As he walked around a corner, the yellow dragon saw Cynder walking outside another vendor's tent with a displeased expression on her face. The black dragoness wore the same warding detection glasses that he had made, fortunately for him, as the creator of such a revolutionary device, the dragon knew how to discern her true identity from that of a random dragon.
He was about to call her out, but a white dragon twice her size came out of the vendor's tent who seemed to be following Cynder. The black dragoness turned around with an annoyed look plastered on her face as she tried to shoo away the stubborn dragon that seemed to be intent on following her around, judging from how they persistently ignored her words and gestures.
"Ugh! I'm telling you! Stop following me, I'm not interested!" Cynder argued, which prompted some unwanted attention from the pedestrians that surrounded them. "I told you, I'm mated already!" She blurted out louder with an annoyed look at the dragon.
A crowd started to gather to watch the commotion, clearly curious to the ongoing interaction between two dragons. Volteer watched from afar as one by one, some onlookers would lean to another and whisper some speculation and some went on to form a small circle. The crowd had gone thicker as more pedestrians had gathered, spurred by rumors from their companions and onlookers of the scene in front of them, seeing the black dragoness argue against an unknown merchant trying to court Cynder for some unknown reason.
"Oh c'mon miss, it's not like I'm hitting on you or anything~" The white dragon smiled, waving Cynder's warning off with a wink as she fumed. "I just wanna invite you for lunch that's all~"
The white dragon was clearly infatuated with the black dragoness, not knowing that the one he was flirting with was the fearsome former terror of the skies.
Deciding to diffuse the matter beforehand, the electric dragon weaved his way through the crowd as he gently nudged dragons aside, making his way towards the duo. "Ah Shade! There you are! I was wondering where you went!" He then looked suspiciously at the white dragon who looked a bit intimidated at the unknown dragon that interrupted them. "And who might you be?"
Cynder looked confused for a moment but once she noticed the subtle nod that the yellow dragon gave her, the dragoness understood what he was about to do and decided to follow his lead. "Oh Ohm! Thank the ancestors you're here!" She then glared at the white dragon who gulped when he was suddenly looked at by Volteer, obviously scared at the unknown dragon that loomed in front of him with the crowd as their judge.
"This sir decided to follow me and won't stop hitting on me. I'm clearly mated yet this guy keeps ignoring me and doesn't know when to stop." Cynder then hid behind the electric dragon, showing signs of vulnerability towards the white dragon that looked uncertain.
"I... was just..." The white dragon cannot find the words as he was constantly being glared upon by the electric guardian, coupled with the ongoing crowd that overheard what Cynder said once they realized that the black dragoness was mated. "U-Uhh... I just remembered that I had left my stove on inside! I gotta go bye!"
The white dragon immediately went inside, disappearing into the tent as the crowd that gathered laughed upon his lame excuse as they then dispersed once the drama was done.
Turning his attention to Cynder, the yellow dragon apologized if his idea was somewhat barbaric yet his former student smiled as they moved away from the scene with their task in mind.
"Thanks for saving me back there, Volteer. I would have shown my real identity if that twit continues to mess with me." The black dragoness said with an annoyed sigh at the encounter.
"Don't mention it, young lass. I must say, that dragon has some balls to flirt with you despite being marked by Spyro." Volteer chuckled, earning a nudge at his side by Cynder. "Seriously, it could have escalated to the worst if he persisted."
"Yeah, I was gonna shift and start gnawing at his arm when you stepped in. These glasses are an effective camouflage." The dragoness observed as she placed a digit atop of her lenses and pushed it up from slipping off as they turned a corner. "So, how many vendors do we need to visit left?"
"Hmm... How many breads have you eaten in your life?" Volteer said with a straight face.
"Too many to count." Cynder jokes. "Then that's how many vendors are left for us to survey my dear black dragoness~" He answered as she let out a sigh at their task. "Fret not; Ignitus gave us a quota of how many vendors are to be inspected. Currently I have encountered dozens. So what about you?" He then asked as Cynder materialized the list that the fire guardian gave to her earlier in the temple.
"Judging by our quota... the quota minus my inspect-err, did I say inspect?- Err, I mean minus my... prior encounters... Then about another half I think." The dragoness chuckled. "Ugh. I'm not as good as Spyro when it comes to math. Anyway, since you're here now Volteer, let's split the vendors fifty-fifty then."
Nodding, they split to the sides and began their work yet again, hopeful that no unnecessary interruption would occur to their task as it had caused too much commotion earlier.
While the student and former mentor were busy with their task, the purple dragon that was mentioned to be good at math was busy doing mental calculations on finding the derivative of a function where he analyzed the cost functions and maximizing profits on gem shards he needed to take mine.
"Hmm... Considering that the company that hired me can produce each unit of reinforced gem jewelry, the product can be modeled by a cost function C(x), where (x) represents the number of units produced..." He murmured the rest of the equations as the forest of gem clusters that sprouted from the ground yesterday was busy being examined by his dragonfly brother, Sparx.
The dragonfly was zooming around, lazily looking for clusters that would help him pass the time and avoid listening to his brother nerding around. Once he heard Spyro mention something about math, Sparx immediately knew that he would be forced to listen to his younger brother calculate gems.
Spyro loved math so much and didn't stop babbling about numbers and algorithms ever since he saw some sort of advanced mathematics books Volteer had given as part of the purple dragon's education back in the dragon city. Unfortunately for him, the dragonfly himself hated anything that had something to do with math with the exception of counting the gem clusters they were about to mine or getting money once their share of gems were properly measured and valued for.
Spyro continued his muttering, the sounds of his words seemed to not be coming from his mouth but the numbers were being produced by an unknown force in his snout, the purple dragon seemed too engrossed with his calculation. He seemed to be analyzing gems and whatnot due to him constantly muttering numbers and stuff about how gems were formed and it would be economical for mining companies to start establishing some gem clusters where these large crops of red or green gem crystals had sprouted to create a self-sustaining loop.
"... the profit P(x), is given by the difference between revenue and cost, hence P(x) = R(x) - C(x). To maximize profit..."
Blah blah blah. Sparx didn't know anything about math and decided to try and tune it out in case his brother would suddenly ask for his help in solving which gem cluster to mine, which the dragonfly knew Spyro wouldn't do since he was so obsessed with whatever the dragon was calculating.
"To maximize profit, we need to find the gem (x) that is of high quality among this sea of gem clusters, P(x). This is where calculus comes into play," The purple dragon walked into a gem cluster that had been marked by Sparx. A red gem cluster mixed with something green which he surmised to be a rare mixture of health and mana gem cluster. "The derivative of the profit function with respect to (x), tells us the rate at which gem is perfect for the market quality---"
"ARE YOU DONE YET?!" Sparx screamed out of frustration, unable to tolerate Spyro's babbling any longer as it got on his nerves since the dragon kept repeating the word 'derivative' again and again when the dragonfly just wanted him to get on with mining already. "JUST FREAKING GET TO MINING ALREADY! PLEASE!" The dragonfly pleaded with a roll of his eyes when his brother stopped muttering and gave Sparx a suspicious look.
"...Have you been listening to me?"
"As if I understand any of that!" Sparx pointed to where Spyro had unconsciously written an entire equation on the dirt with his forepaw in excitement, courtesy of him scribbling the numbers as he talked due to his eagerness for gem harvest.
"... Since when did I write that?" The purple dragon asked, which irritated the dragonfly further.
Spyro let out a sigh and erased his work in front of them, spurred on by his dragonfly brother's taunts and urging for them to get mining. His brother had an ample amount of gems marked, however Spyro wanted the high quality, maximum amount cluster where it would give him the most number of gem shards.
Sparx buzzed behind Spyro. "Volteer's a bad influence on you. You literally almost became like him!" He then flew in front of the purple dragon's face with an exasperated look. "A NERD!"
"Oh c'mon Sparx," The purple dragon felt a little offended after being called a 'nerd' by the dragonfly, "It's not as bad as it looks. Mathematics has tons of usages that would benefit---"
"And here we go again, Spyro the math dragon. If math is so good, why don't you use it to find the best possible mating position with your girlfriend?" Sparx buzzed yet again, making his brother blush from the thought.
"I-I... Huh... Maybe you're right..." The look of horror on the dragonfly's face when he saw Spyro actually taking into consideration his words made him want to flee.
"Are you serious?!"
"What?! It's a good idea!"
"Dude! No! Just no! I don't even want to imagine that!" The dragonfly protested in a disgusted look yet the dragon just seemed to disregard his reaction.
"Alright." Spyro then got into business mode yet again, as the dragonfly backed away in an anxious expression. "Let's just mine these gem clusters. I basically have a general idea on what gem cluster is best to mine anyway." He then walked towards another marked gem cluster where Sparx had lazily marked.
With his mind made up, the purple dragon began mining the gem clusters using his bare claws. Occasionally, the dragon would infuse his body with his elemental powers to help smash the tougher clusters apart while using his elemental breath on gem clusters where the proportion of health and mana clusters were mixed.
However, the purple dragon managed to bump into a rather tough gem cluster that even his strongest elemental breath had trouble breaking it.
"You don't mind if these gem clusters exploded, do you?" He turned to ask his dragonfly brother yet Sparx did not pay heed as he was already several feet apart from him. The purple dragon let out a small laugh as he charged his body with a fusion of electricity and water before blasting the gem cluster with a surge of mana in his paw, effectively detonating the rare gem cluster as Spyro collected its gems afterward and put it in a sack the company had given to him.
Aside from doing math, the purple dragon enjoyed wrecking gem clusters in this field as the company would compensate for the ruined ones which Volteer had suggested where they paid twice as much as Spyro received. Apparently the electric yellow guardian was involved in some sort of business he had with that particular company Spyro was helping to, which was of course to invest on these types of harvest since these were pure and of unadulterated quality unlike the ones there were mined back at the mountains, where gem lodes were mostly mixed and tainted or corroded by nearby toxic minerals.
"Phew! That should be enough." Spyro said as he surveyed the surrounding area that was now devoid of large gem clusters. He left the juvenile ones to flourish for the upcoming harvest as he doesn't want to over intrude upon the ancestor's blessings that governed the land where gem clusters naturally sprouted from the ground.
"Hmm... I think we can get a few more, don't you think so?" Sparx eyed the other gem clusters that Spyro left untouched.
"No, Sparx. I told you before, we need to save these small ones to flourish. We only mined mature gem clusters. Plus, we have more than enough for the company and for us." Spyro reminded once again in which the dragonfly just pouted.
"Oh fine. Let's just get out of here," The dragonfly shivered. "I don't know why, but whenever we're outside Warfang, it feels like we're always being watched by something." He then noticed the formula that his brother had written on the ground. "Ugh... math."
"Are you still miffed about that?"
"Yes."
With a disappointed stare, the purple dragon let out a sigh as he levitated the sack with his magic, making a mental note to have Sparx be lectured by the electric guardian with math and hopefully make him understand that math was crucial in terms of economics and daily life.
"Fine, whatever. Let's go--"
*Rustle, rustle!*
*CRASH!*
Immediately upon being alerted, the purple dragon took on a fighting stance, charging his body with elemental energies as he looked at the direction of the crash. Sparx meanwhile, hid behind the sack of gems that his brother had dropped behind him, afraid of whatever or whoever had caused that loud noise.
The crash did come from several yards in front of them. From the gap between the trees and foliage, a large silhouette emerged which made the dragonfly hide deeper behind the sack yet the purple dragon relaxed his stance as he saw the familiar face of his special dragoness.
"Cynder? What are you doing---"
"SPYRO! I FOUND YOUUU~" The dragoness shouted in a high pitched voice, which surprised the purple dragon as he took a step back. However, he immediately recovered from the surprise when he noticed the deranged look on her eyes.
"...Cynder? A-Are you okay?" The purple dragon took another step back the same time as Cynder walked closer to him. Each step that the dragoness took was met with the same pace that Spyro walked back. "What's going on? Why are you..."
His voice trailed off once he caught a whiff of her scent. Spyro could smell her heat, which was wafting all over the forest, tainting the surrounding areas with its powerful smell yet the purple dragon paid heed to Cynder herself when he saw lust that shone behind those dark irises.
"You're in heat? But I already..." He then remembered the additional information that Cyril told him when he and Cynder met for a consultation regarding their relationship.
Spyro and Cynder walked in the same pace through the temple halls, their bodies leaning against each other as they boldly show off their love to all the creatures that passed them by. They were met with a mixture of silent response and support from the dragons they encountered, with some dragons being disgusted and ignoring their public display of affections whereas others looked at the famous dragon couple with admiration that Spyro finally tamed the black dragoness.
As they continued their walk, the couple found themselves being stared at even more heavily as they began to feel uncomfortable with all the stares they were receiving. Even more so when they began to hear whispers and gossips that reverberated around the walls.
"Hey Spyro, I think we should hurry up." The black dragoness whispered to her mate, "I don't feel comfortable about them staring at us..."
"Yeah, maybe we should." The purple dragon felt the same way as he too began to hurry along with his mate.
With their pace a little bit faster, the couple broke their public display of affection and proceeded to hurry up their trip towards their destination. They effortlessly weaved through the barely filled halls, occasionally slowing down to greet some familiar faces but continued to hurry up their pace as the rumors began to fill the temple.
Once in front of the ice guardian's icy doors, the purple dragon knocked a few times, prompting the door to open. Spyro and Cynder walked through and saw the ice guardian with his blue body lounging around his study room as he sipped some tea, his sharp gaze met them, prompting them to go inside quickly.
"Ah! Spyro! Cynder! Nice to finally have you here." Cyril greeted them with a smile. "Come inside! We have a lot to discuss regarding your relationship." With a wave of his paw that glowed an icy aura, the double doors closed behind the two dragons, securing their privacy away from their onlookers outside who whispered with piqued interest.
"Please sit, while I brew some tea, I'm sure it won't take long." Cyril motioned the two dragons to occupy his cushions as they both looked at each other with unsure looks. However, with Cyril's beckon, Spyro followed him along with Cynder beside him, sitting on their provided cushions as the blue dragon set a small teapot and small cups for each of them.
Once the two dragons were seated, the ice guardian picked the tea he made before. With a chilling blow to lower its temperature, he set it down in front of them before taking his seat in front of them with another identical cushion for himself.
"So..." The ice guardian gave the two of them an amused smile as they began drinking their tea to soothe their nerves. "How does it feel to have Spyro's dick inside you, Cynder?"
*PFFFFTTT!*
Both dragons did a spit-take as Cyril laughed out loud, clearly enjoying their reactions after he asked such a bold question without any form of warning at all.
"Gack! C-Cyril! What is wrong with you?" Cynder coughed, trying to get the small amount of liquid out that entered her lungs. "Who starts a conversation with that?! We literally just sat!"
The blue dragon merely waved his paw, smiling widely. "My sincerest apologies, I couldn't help it but wanted to see your reactions with Spyro~" He then turned to look at his former purple student, noticing him wiping his snout from spilling the lukewarm tea inside his nostrils due to the question that took him by surprise.
Cyril, realizing what he had done, apologized yet again for startling them. "Err... Sorry young lads. I was just lighting the mood."
"Yeah, that wasn't funny." Spyro snorted, shaking the tea out of his snout while Cynder shook her head.
"Okay, enough drama." Cyril stated. "I'm sure you two needed counseling regarding your relationship in public." He then sighed exasperatedly. "If what the rumors that circulated outside had to offer, I must warn you two that the behavior of you two flaunting your affection shamelessly in public is an indirect way to make yourselves be a target of trouble."
Both dragons dropped their heads embarrassment, knowing firsthand that what they did indeed made them uncomfortable around other dragons but nevertheless, Spyro held Cynder's paw, squeezing her as a way to tell him that it doesn't matter what the public think or said, because they would endure it as long as they're together.
Seeing the fond gesture, Cyril sighed as he too held his teacup as he brought it near to his snout but did not drink it.
"Oh you young lovers~" He then let out a smile when the purple dragon saw him looking at their holding of their forepaws with interest, "Young, bold, daring... and prone to trouble." Spyro sweat dropped at that, "Just like me back during my youthful days~"
"Ahem!" Clearing his throat, the blue dragon collected his train of thought and began addressing the two dragons that stared back at him, "Look. I may act annoyed by this, but deep inside this chilly heart, I too share the same happiness on you two getting together and all." He then rolled his eyes when they both gave him a deadpan expression.
"Nevertheless..." He drank the tea in full sweep before setting the cup down. "I implore you two to be more conscious of what you are doing together in public. It's not just for your sake, but for the entire society as well. Understood?" Cyril's commanding voice rang, making Spyro and Cynder nod yet the ice guardian waved his paws to tell them that their act wasn't necessary and told them to be true to themselves.
"Also, a fair warning before we start the main part of our counseling." The ice dragon waved his paw that illuminated an icy blue, levitating a rather large parchment from a nearby shelf as he gave it to Spyro and Cynder. "A few days from now, from what Ignitus has told me, Cynder would spontaneously experience a spike in her heat, meaning that in random times of those days, she might experience an unbearable spike in sexual desires."
He looked at Spyro like how a father would when giving sexual advice to their son. "Spyro, I suggest you stay by Cynder's side at all times, just in case something like that will happen. No, let me rephrase that. It WILL happen. But just in case, just let Cynder know where you will be and I'm sure everything will be fine."
The ice dragon then looked at the black dragoness who seemed uncomfortable at his warnings. "Cynder, if ever you feel something is wrong, immediately go to Spyro's side. Even if it is false, the worst that could happen is just a little bit of time lost from what you are doing. Spyro would be there. And as the cycle goes..." He gave a meaningful stare, "Cynder's body will naturally adjust when your mate's penis enters her once again, alleviating her sexual tension."
The two young couples blushed upon hearing the word 'penis' again. Cyril rolled his eyes at the two dragons when he saw their awkward response upon hearing an adult topic yet again, "Seriously. After all we've done, you two still act awkwardly at adult topics? Then again, I cannot fault you two since both of you are new to this."
Letting out a tired sigh, Cyril poured another tea in his cup and did the same for the two who unconsciously drank all of it in one go.
"I recommend you two to find a convenient course of action once you are home. For now, focus on my lecture as it will be important for your relationship to flourish." With a nod, the two dragons disregard their awkwardness at the sex topic and listen to what their mentor told them.
"Good, now to the main part..."
"Oh fuck!" Spyro dodged the tackle that Cynder unleashed upon him as he ended his trip down memory lane abruptly. The dragoness that tried to tackle him smashed through the gem clusters that the purple dragon and dragonfly had collected with their hard earned efforts earlier. Thankfully, the yellow bug that hid behind the sack managed to fly away a hair's width before flying to Spyro's side.
"Dude! What's going on with your crazy wife?!" Sparx screamed in fear of his life as Cynder slowly got up from her failed attempt to tackle her mate.
"S-She had gone crazy from the sudden heat spike..." The purple dragon replied. "And also, don't just call Cynder crazy. She might kill you with how lost her mind is right now."
With a loud gulp, the dragonfly nodded as he continued to stay on Spyro's side. However, that proved to be a mistake when the dragoness began charging her body with the shadow element. A mistake on Spyro's part as he realized too late what his mate was doing.
"Shadow tentacles." After she muttered the name of her move, both brothers' eyes comically widened to the size of beach balls as Cynder unleashed the tentacles to the only dragon in the area, Spyro.
*Shlick! Whip! Slurp!*
Immediately, the purple dragon was bound by the tentacles, spread out in a spread out position that was reminiscent of a dragon statue back at Warfang, who represented an ancient prophecy of Spyro's supposed revival to protect the realm. Only this time, the tentacles were much slimier, sinfully erotic, and rather sinister compared to those plain rocks.
"WELP! I'M OUT OF HERE!!"
Sparx screamed as he flew away, leaving behind Spyro to his demise as the purple dragon muttered 'traitor' to his brother before giving his attention fully to Cynder who stalked at him like a predator who managed to corner their prey. "U-Uhmmm... Any chance we take this in a private place?"
"No."
"Crap."
(A few hours earlier...)
Volteer and Cynder were nowhere near done with their incognito inspections as they were met with more trouble as the store the electric guardian was handled by a rather foul-mouthed dragon.
"And I'm telling you! My wares are one-hundred percent original!" The green dragon said, showing the marble vase to Volteer who adjusted his glasses from the amount of restraint he tried to hold. "So I don't care what you say, good sir! This is a hundred-fifty quality marble vase! Not some shabby garbage that you said it was!" He pointed at Volteer who adjusted and rubbed his head in annoyance from the constant, useless chatter he was given.
'Ancestors, why is this dragon so eloquent with his words?!' Volteer thought as tiny sparks began to appear around his spines.
Back in the icy room of Cyril, the ice guardian suddenly felt good for some reason as if a long time foe had been defeated from terrorizing the world.
"Huh, strange... Why do I feel good all of a sudden?" The blue dragon wondered while reading a few reports of the things that happened around Warfang.
"First off, judging from the origin of its components, I'd have to say that this..." Volteer trailed his electrically infused claw to the edges of the vase, pointing at its rough ends of the marbles. "Is made of carbon and other materials other than pure marble itself."
The electric dragon pointed out a crack, showing his suspect who protested yet again but Volter's patience was wearing thin as tiny sparks began leaping from his tail tip when the vendor once again tried to defend his faulty products.
"Judging by the long crack shown at your vase, it wouldn't be impossible for untrained, amateur eyes to see that your marble vase could be used for nothing but garden pots rather than decoration in a high prestige home." An air of swagger was felt in his tone, making the vendor angry.
"Get out." The green dragon ushered, pushing Volteer outside which prompted the yellow dragon to complain.
However, the vendor didn't listen, "SHUT UP WITH THE EXPERT BLABBER OF YOURS YOU PEABRAINED PANSY! OUT OUT OUT!" And with that the electric dragon was tossed into the outside world as the creatures that were minding their own business looked at his direction with surprise.
Getting up, the electric dragon patted himself to get rid of the dust that clung to his body before turning around to face the vendor once more, only to be met with a shut door.
"Well I never!" The electric dragon once again adjusted his glasses that somehow were left intact even after being kicked out by the vendor. "What rudeness! What barbarism! WHAT A FOOL!" Volteer complained loudly as if anyone would give the tiniest bit of shits for someone who just got kicked out.
With a deep breath, the guardian calmed himself down. There was no need to make a fuss when the vendor would be taken care off once he finished his rounds around the merchant district. If that's how he treats his customers, then the vendor had it coming especially with Ignitus around, making sure all establishments in the city had passed the strict protocol where fake products were weeded out and burned to a crisp.
With renewed vigor in his steps, Volteer began walking hoping that the next merchant he was about to meet had a more decent attitude than the one he just encountered.
"*sigh* The price to pay for being a protector of the realms is thankless indeed." The yellow dragon muttered. "I wonder how Cynder is faring. Hopefully her encounter with the other merchants in her list is better than mine."
With nothing to tie him down in this place, the yellow dragon proceeds to find his black dragoness partner.
As he walked along the streets, looking at how peaceful the place was compared to the war, he remembered the reason why he became a guardian in the first place; to protect the smiles of the creatures that lived in this world. He began reminiscing about the days during his youth where he, Cyril, Terrador and Ignitus had met. The three of them were inseparable despite having differences in their personalities yet their undying belief in the protector's duties to keep this realm free from evil bonds of the Dark master was something they held as priority above anything else.
Sacrifices were made, difficult decisions that would cause the inevitable death of millions had they choose wrong, and friendships forged to last for millennium had always been in their everyday lives yet he will not regret on anything since in the end, dragon-kind stood on top and managed to end the war that once plagued the realm for nearly a centuries.
He then passed by a store, one he remembered that Cynder was supposed to survey. Curious, the yellow dragon peeked through the window. What he saw though, was nothing but a lone yellow dragoness adjusting her wares in the shelves as no sign of inspection had occurred.
While the electric guardian was peeking through the window, the owner of the store noticed him from the corner of her eye and gave him a smile from inside, waving at him.
Nodding her head and smiling, the dragoness gestured for the guardian to come inside which Volteer followed yet he kept the polite demeanor of being a guardian rather than just walk inside. He was after all, a distinguished dragon, and the fact that he had noticed that the dragoness was secretly trying to seduce him with a suggestive and welcoming gesture caught wind upon noticing her small details like the way she swayed her hips.
"Well hello there, mister." She greeted with an eloquent speech despite her body being slightly low-class with that seduction she had shown him. "Is there anything I can help you with?~"
"No need, but if you would, perhaps tell me about this fine shop." Volteer tried being nice to her and for good measures, flattering a small detail he saw behind the dragoness. "After all, I'm new to this place but I know this is where all the high quality stores reside according to my friend."
The yellow dragoness' face flushed slightly, delighted by Volteer's comments yet she still retained her decorum of showing that she's not trying to seduce a handsome dragon, oblivious by the fact that she only saw a facade of the electric dragon due to him wearing the glasses that disguised his true self.
"Why of course! Honestly, it's been a slow day with all those rumors about the authorities doing the inspection earlier than expected and I need some kind of distraction from everything." Volteer wanted to sweat so hard yet he chose to indulge on what she had offered as he followed the dragoness while she walked around the store.
"As you can see, everything here is unique! You could tell with the number of originals I sell!"
"So everything here is legitimate? Am I correct?" Volteer walked to where she stopped and sat.
The dragoness however, gave him a delectable view where Volteer had seen her most important treasure in the shelves. "Oh! It sure is mister!" She replied as she bent to his eye level and took a long whiff before pulling back with a giggle upon seeing the incredulous face the guardian was making.
"You know, I am tempted to ask if this is how you usually treat your customers," The electric guardian asked but the yellow dragoness just laughed it off as if it was some kind of joke.
"Well, I only do it to those who I find my fancy~" The dragoness purred, giving him a wink as Volteer rolled his eyes, hiding a small smile behind his paw.
"Well, even so, I don't think you should do that to other customers that you find attractive."
"Hehe. Yeah I know, no need to make a fuss about it." The dragoness then told the guardian in disguise the wares she sold, the history of her store that was gifted to her due to an inheritance dispute and the times where it felt so overbearing with the amount of customers that would frequent this place every once in a few days. Volteer however just listened, only giving a few hums or nods every once in a while as his mind was preoccupied with something important.
Like what happened to Cynder, and where had she gone? Judging by the uppity response of the vendor, there was definitely no inspection that had happened here.
Well, since he was here, might as well do the survey himself. Not to mention he can get to know the dragoness that managed this store, she seemed like a fine specimen after all.
"By the way, I was meaning to ask you," The dragoness turned to the dragon, a curious look on her face. "I know this may sound weird, but... Are you perhaps single?"
"Excuse me?" The guardian turned to look at her, slightly surprised by her question yet Volteer stayed calm.
She shook her snout, not wanting for her customer to misunderstand and make her seem rude despite making such a bold question out of the blue. "No, no! I don't mean to imply... it's just there was a black dragoness here that stumbled out of nowhere, asking I had seen a yellow dragon." The dragoness analyzed the look on Volteer's face, seeking something out of the ordinary.
"Poor girl, apparently she was in heat. I tried to calm her done, even offering her a cold bath to stave off the heat that began to burn away her body, but she stubbornly refused and told me that if I ever meet a yellow male dragon here, I was told to give him a message, saying that she needed to take the day off."
Volteer's expression remained unchanged throughout the entire story, only a small nod of confirmation was seen as he kept his stoic posture. Inside his mind however, was trying hard not to process what had happened as what the dragoness described of her was a heat spike, and Volteer knew what's going to happen.
"That dragoness, was she wearing a pair of glasses?" The dragoness nodded, recounting what the black dragoness looked like from his descriptions. Volteer muttered something inaudible under his breath, but returned his normal expression as he gave a thankful smile to the vendor. "Well, I'm sorry for all the trouble that my colleague had made misses... Oh dear, I'm sorry it seems I haven't gotten your name yet despite having talked for almost half an hour." The electricity dragon put a paw in his muzzle, appalled by the fact that after all this time; he had been friendly with a dragoness whose name he hadn't known yet.
"Haha, well to be fair, I haven't asked your name yet, so we are even." The dragoness smiled. "And before you ask, my name is Rayna." Offering her paw for a pawshake, the dragon took it as a sign of goodwill as he offered her his name as well.
"Volt... Yeah, my name is Volt." The guardian almost gave his name away, as the procedure for inspecting stores indicate that the surveyor must not, and under any circumstances not reveal their true identity. A shame though, he had quite taken quite a liking to the ness' personality and would want to know her quite more often.
He was about to chat with her a bit more, but once he glanced at the grandfather clock that stood at the corner of the room, he noticed that he had little to no time left as his work pile had grown due to Cynder's emergency situation.
"As much as I want to chat with you more Rayna, I'm afraid I must adjourn this meeting." The yellow dragon said sadly as the dragoness frowned. She too wanted to chat with Volt more, wanting to get to know the friendly, yet cute dragon more but business was business, and customer was customer.
Rayna gave a sad smile before getting up from her seat as the electric dragon mirrored her, following the dragoness out of the door.
"Well, this has been a delightful chat I have, mister Volt. It was a pleasure knowing you." With a smile, the ‘ness gave Volteer a nod in which the guardian mirrored the gesture before bidding goodbye as the dragon opened the door, but before he could leave the dragoness stopped him in his tracks.
"Wait!"
The yellow dragon turned around, seeing Rayna disappear from the counter before popping back up while holding a box of something. Walking towards Volteer, the dragon in question raised his eye ridge, curious at the box she was holding.
"Here, take this as a token of our meeting." The dragoness smiled as she pushed the box to Volteer who levitated it with his magic. "Huh, levitation. I didn't know you could do advanced magic." She looked at the yellow dragon amazed before shaking her head.
"Look, I know you're busy and all but... can we have lunch some other time? I'm kinda... interested in you." She then looked away, blushing at having boldly said such words. However, the dragon did not share her same energy as the identity he showed her was not the true him.
"I... I'm sorry but..."
"Look, I know I did those flirty things before, but that's how I usually act in front of new customers." She rolled her eyes. "I genuinely want to get to know you better, let's say, friends for now? It tends to get lonely living here alone so..." She gave him a hopeful look, pleading that Volt at least agrees so she at least has someone to hang out with every lunch.
The guardian saw the eyes that begged, one that he often saw during his youth when their allies would do it as their means to negotiate for more forces yet what he was not capable of rejecting, was how pitiful Rayna's gaze that peered through his glasses.
With a heavy sigh, Volteer felt his acting facade drop as a rather smug expression formed. "Fine, I guess I have the luxury of some time here and then..." He mentally checked his schedule, and surprisingly tomorrow was his day off.
"Well, how about tomorrow then? I'm free for the whole day tomorrow, surprisingly." He shook his head. "Apparently, I've been so busy with work that I forgot that tomorrow is my day off."
The dragoness giggled. "I know how that feels. Sure, let's have lunch tomorrow, say, how about the restaurant that just opened recently? Would you like to meet there tomorrow for breakfast?"
The electric dragon nodded, but not before he warned her. "Of course, however I just want to tell you that I may not be the dragon that you think I am."
"Oh? And what does that supposed to mean?"
Volteer shook his head. He hoped that when he showed his true self to her in the future, perhaps she would accept him for who he truly was. "Nevermind that. Just no hard feelings if you are not interested in me okay? I could be intimidating once you get to know me personally." The dragon said and left Rayna dumbfounded at the ambiguity of Volteer's sentence that held a hidden secret behind its mystery.
"Umm... Sure? I guess that's fine, not that it matters what you are inside, unless you are some kind of bad dragon." The dragoness trailed off at the end but shook her head, trying to chase the paranoid thoughts she had at the moment. "See you tomorrow then?" Volt nodded as he bid a final farewell and walked outside, leaving Rayna with a blush.
"Holy Ancestors! That was embarrassing..." The dragoness face-palmed from the sudden turn of events and would have thought that it was her feminine charm that swayed the dragon, however Volt was indeed right. There must be something more within the dragon that Rayna wanted to get to know yet the dragon said that he wouldn't show it in their next meeting, which just added to her interest.
Meanwhile, Volteer sighed as he berated himself for involving personal matters while on the job. Experience showed that involving one’s self interest while on an important job could spell disaster, and indeed it does. He looked at the sun's position in the sky. Not only does he have little to no time to complete the rest of the merchant district, he still needed to make a report for Ignitus.
"Oh dear... Looks like I have to abuse my elemental power for this one." And with that, the electric guardian vanished in a blink of an eye, a crackling sound being heard in his absence as he transferred his form to his next destination as quickly as possible so he would finish all of it before the stores would close.
(Back to the present...)
Spyro suddenly had a massive headache that flared, but it quickly went away as visions of something came and went like a flash. Information about things he wasn't supposed to know flooded his mind as the dragon tried hard not to lose sight from reality.
'What the... was that Volteer?'
His thoughts were interrupted when his mate suddenly came too close to his face, breathing heavily against his face as the smell of heat invaded his nostrils.
'Oh boy, her scent's gotten worse...' He noted that the purple dragon's senses all became a blur once her aphrodisiac-induced breath got inside his body and began invading his sex hormones, prompting the dragon's mating instinct into overdrive.
He tried his best to remain in control; however that proved to be a useless battle as Cynder made him lay on the ground while clambering on top of him with lust, grinding her moist pussy against his growing boner seductively as the dragon felt himself getting erect.
"G-Grah! Cynder! N-Not here! Someone might see us--- MMPPHH?!" His protests were interrupted when the dragoness dove at him for a passionate kiss, forcing her tongue to wrestle his own and tasted his saliva in a lewd, hot make out session. The familiar taste of her saliva made him remember the night before they mated, however the dragoness made that memory pale in comparison as the heated kiss that lasted for quite some time only reminded Spyro of how dominant the black dragoness was towards him.
Deciding to just accept it, the purple dragon relaxed his muscles and let his mate take control of the situation. Eventually, her rough kissing mellowed down into something akin to a loving one, occasionally breathing in each other's musky scent that drove each other insane with lust. The shadow tentacles that bound the dragon disappeared as Spyro used that opportunity to grope and caress his dragoness's body.
Each molest of her body sent a pleasurable feeling that tingled through her spine and Cynder would show her appreciation by releasing muffled moans or fondling his maleness by using her tail to stroke his erection from base to the tip. Then she would reach down and wipe the pre-cum that leaked from his and brought it forward, breaking the kiss while presenting her cum covered digits to her mate and gave a small, lustful smirk as she began licking his pre-cum in full view for her dragon.
The dragoness gave her mate a naughty expression while continuing her sensual licking at his dragon cum. With her pussy against his growing bulge and the lust-induced actions she was giving, it was probably one of the most erotic scenes the purple dragon had seen in his life.
Her slutty gaze was doing wonders on his psyche as his dragonhood now stood proud in all of it's glory. With his meaty, girthy cock that was almost the same size and bulk of the dragon's foreleg, the thick veins that pulsated around it reminded Cynder on why her mate's dragonhood felt divine. Her instincts were crying, lustful thoughts began to take control as she pictured the dick inside of her womb, the sweet release it would give to the insatiable desire that ate her mind.
With that in mind, Cynder let go of her fingers with a lewd lick as the black dragoness smirked. Turning around, the dragoness presented her plump backside against her mate's maw, dripping with pre-cum for the dragon to lick and taste as the dragoness focused on the large shaft that throbbed greedily in front of her.
It seemed like Spyro's dragonhood was aware that pleasure was coming, eager to finally receive the dragoness' service as her paws touched and fiddled on his girthy shaft. Then, the black dragoness began jerking off the meat pole by moving both her forepaws simultaneously up and down with experienced yet slutty manners.
She teased the tip with her tongue, drinking and collecting the pre-cum that poured at her lover's eager cock.
It tasted delicious.
As she kept teasing the long meat that adorned her maw, Spyro meanwhile tried his best to satiate her heat-swelled pussy. As a dragon's body was naturally horny and active, the heat his mate currently went through must have amplified everything. What Spyro tasted from his tongue was something salty, yet had a sweet aftertaste once the white, milky fluids entered his throat. It was addictive, very much so that he began lapping at the moist slit and suckled upon the pink flesh like a baby cow drinking upon its mother's udder.
The woods around them began to be filled with their lewd moans and slurping noises as the purple dragon kept feasting upon the sweet nectar that leaked profusely from his mate's pussy, occasionally spreading the smooth succulent scales to give more access to her inner walls while his snout smelled of Cynder's musty scent. It was an erotic combination as he felt himself grow hungrier with each slurp he took on his dragoness's cunt all the while his mate continued jerking off his meat, enjoying the feeling of having her partner's tip enter and exit her mouth, the care he gave to her was unholy.
The black dragoness however, was impatient and she began deepthroating her dragon's meat shaft, struggling slightly to adjust at the bulky girth but nonetheless ignored it in favor of imagining how much of the purple dragon's seed would be in her mouth. Eager to taste him, the black dragoness sucked on the hard dick like it was made out of candy. In no time at all, her maw was covered by her lover's pre-cum with not a single place untouched by the luscious lubrication, providing an excellent service as she sucked while grinding her hips against her lover's maw, earning a moan of approval from the dragon below.
The moans sent vibrations to her pussy as the dragoness responded by spreading her legs even wider upon her partner's muzzle as more nectar came flowing down like a river.
When she felt the meaty pole inside her maw began to shake violently, the dragoness knew that her partner was about to orgasm. However, she wanted to feel him cum inside her, to feel full of his partner's seed.
So she let go of his rod that was slathered with her saliva mixed with his pre. It was shiny, slimy and it smelled wonderful. She eyed the tiny bead of pre-cum that leaked proudly but Cynder stopped herself, if she let his partner's orgasm in her maw, she would waste the wonderful opportunity to feel the dragon cum inside of her womb.
She lifted her plump rump that was being pleasured by her lover, and it took very little restraint for his muzzle to give in and try to sink his face back into her folds again. However, as much as she loved the tongue play, her heat demanded something more better, more divine; something that had a size that felt wonderful and tasted even more delicious as their combined sex juice would leak every once in a while from their mingled lust.
His dragonhood.
She turned to face his cum-glazed face, staring deep into his eyes that were clouded by lust. Spyro felt something hot, wet and slimy begin to envelop his penis, knowing it to be his mate's vagina. The hot sensation reminded him when he had first mated with the black dragoness' undergoing heat, feeling that wonderful touch of Cynder's womb being kissed by his cock's tip.
Without further ado, she enveloped the entirety of her wet pussy upon Spyro's girthy cock, their two sexes molding together like a sinful lewd scene had come to life. It's as if her body was made to be but a vessel for him truly. Both dragons crooned in delight, the lustful haze that surrounded them made it impossible for any creature to not feel horny just by watching them.
Her hips immediately began pumping in a fervent pace; the rhythm was erratic and out of control as the dragoness humped the purple dragon, cowgirl style. She could feel every ridge, every bump, every throb of his rod being dragged against her inner walls, sending sparks of exceptional pleasure throughout their body.
Her head came down next to his. Her tongue ran over his cheek as she groaned in sheer adoration of her mate. Her once submissive behavior during mating was replaced with the dominant nature that was once present during her time as the terror of the skies.
She snarled, her sharp white teeth flashed for an instant and then subsequently clamped down into his shoulder. A fresh trickle of blood entered her maw as a growl of warning emitted from her throat. It was at this point that she had lost any reason, incapable of forming words as her mind was led by nothing but pure, lust-filled instincts.
The roar that left Spyro's maw was a sight to behold when she bit his shoulder, hard. There was no telling just how far that cry had traveled. So consumed by the feeling of the bite, of the strain of his throat, that the realization of him cumming had almost eluded him.
His loins ache with the release, almost to the point of unbearable pain. His instincts took over and greedily injected his baby batter deep into his mate's womb as she too began to burst.
The black dragoness' bloodstained jaws relinquished her hold over him for a while, joining the chorus of his roars. Liquid heat blossomed inside her gut, bloating her stomach as it lit her nerves on fire with the unparalleled familiar feeling of his cum coating her insides.
Body lit ablaze with the raging embers of lust, their body shook violently as they furiously tried to milk each other of their sweet essence. Each spurt was like a jet of fire that had found it pouring down through the black dragoness's slit. The fluids rapidly began spilling back out from the knot and pooled around Spyro's groin as it matted his purple scales. Her need for him was beyond insatiable and he could already envision another mess covering their combined sexes.
Another roar, another mess. The two dragons had been mating nonstop for the rest of the afternoon. Time had eluded the both of them. Their mating had been nothing but a way to satisfy each other's cravings for sexual pleasure.
The ground they were laying on was now a puddle of their combined juices; both a result of the dragoness' seemingly unlimited amount of fertility she possessed. Every time the dragons ejaculated, whether it's the purple dragon pumping another gallon of his white seed or the dragoness' squirting her nectar in an orgasm, each copulation they had would lead them to soak the ground with a new batch of their combined scent.
Eventually, Cynder's need for her dragon subsided. Their libido began to ebb and eventually they managed to regain control of their mind. However, due to the intensity of their coupling, the adrenaline-fueled mating and the excessive amount of endorphin had made their legs turn into jelly. Spyro lay on the ground with a thoroughly fucked out look. His expression that displayed what happened mere moments ago would most likely give someone a clear idea what had gone through his mind at this particular instance.
The dragoness meanwhile was sore from having done most of the mating as she slumped against her mate's body, his knotted cock still lodged deep inside her, making her feel fuller than ever. Spyro absent-mindly stroked her head, running his paw pad through her smooth scales. Both dragons were currently catching their breath; mind clouded by the mind-shattering orgasm that occurred moments earlier.
Spyro came inside his mate for who knows how many times. Yet, his reserves were inexhaustible, keeping his mate bloated due to the cum inflated tummy that caused some strain to her stomach.
It felt surreal.
"Hngg..." The dragoness grunted in pain. Just moving a single fiber of muscle was already painful enough that talking made things worse.
She then felt something warm touched her cheek, and noticed that it was her mate giving her a loving look.
"Shhh... Don't move, I'll handle the rest, love." Spyro cooed. Her purple lover's eye glowed, levitating a red gem that was within his magic's reach. Thankfully, the gems that Cynder tackled were scattered nearby so the purple dragon reached one and had his mate absorb the red gem's healing effects.
The effect of the red gem being absorbed by the black dragoness’ body was immediate, glowing red for a while before vanishing. Her fatigue and muscle strain began to fade away, the aftereffects of their mating slowly but surely began disappearing like a mere fantasy. However, she was still knotted deep by Spyro so she lay on his body for a while; letting Spyro do most of the work this time until his knot had deflated enough to be pulled out.
Closing her eyes, the dragoness relished the afterglow of the wonderful mating as she cuddled with her partner. "Next time, you'll be the one on top." The dragoness muttered as Spyro just laughed.
"Sure, next time." He agreed as they hugged each other’s vulnerable form and rested for a bit.
After laying against each other's embrace for a couple of minutes, the purple dragon's knot deflated enough where Spyro slowly pulled his rod away from his mate's folds. Cynder couldn't help but let out a lewd moan, feeling that entire juicy and divine meat rod pulled away from her, leaving a trail of his cum in their wake. Her stomach began deflating with all that semen gushing out of her cunt, coating their scales and the ground below.
"Hngg... You cum too much." Cynder commented.
Spyro had no remark but took her statement as a compliment. He gave a reassuring lick to his mate before looking at the mess they made and realized they had ravaged the area with their coupling.
"We should clean this place up before we leave. It is our mess anyway."
With a small sigh, the dragoness nodded, using her shadow element to materialize tentacle-like appendages to help clean the place up while the purple dragon charged his body with electricity to speed up the process.
Not a couple of minutes later, the grassy area around them was now devoid of their filth. The gems that were scattered about were neatly placed in a corner as Cynder began fixing the sack that she unintentionally destroyed due to her heat.
Spyro tried to reassure her countless times that it was fine and that he will take care of everything here, but she was too stubborn to let him fix her mess, so the dragon could do nothing else but just help.
The burlap sack was now stitched up, albeit a bit smaller due to the size of the hole that Cynder made. Thankfully, the purple dragon offered to carry some of the gems while the black dragoness would carry the sack.
Once the sack was securely strapped, the two dragons stretched their bodies, making a crack and pop sounds before taking off.
As much as they want to go straight home and rest their weary bodies, Spyro told his mate that they still have to rendezvous at the temple where his contract was waiting for the gems to arrive.
Judging by the position of the sun, they have no less than a couple of minutes left until his contractor would start wondering where he was with their gems.
"Dangit... I really messed up huh?" Cynder muttered aloud, sighing as her heat had caused her mate to work extra hard in what was supposed to be an easy job.
"Now, it's not your fault Cynder." The purple dragon reassured her. "It was just an unfortunate series of events that made things hard. I mean, let's be honest here, who would've known that your sudden heat spike would happen today?" Cynder turned her head, sulking as she muttered a small sorry while the dragon just cooed against her scales as they made their flight.
With a few minutes left till the deadline, the two dragons used their elemental powers to dash faster through the air, holding the gems that they were carrying for dear life as they zoomed past the trees in a blur.
When they were nearing the city's walls and the temple below, the purple dragon spotted his contractor and a familiar green dragon that was busy talking with each other. Judging by how they were waiting in front of the temple rather than inside, their talks weren't official as the purple dragon dived down for a landing near the two dragons.
"Sorry for my late appearance, got caught in the wild for a while and lost track of time." The contractor; a brown and white cheetah opened his mouth in surprise when he saw Spyro and Cynder land in front of them, an equally bewildered look on the green guardian's face as he smelled the subtle scent of cum emanating from their scaly body.
"Spyro! There you are! I was wondering when you will arrive," The white cheetah then turned to look at Cynder who was carrying a small sack of gems. "Huh, strange, I didn't remember employing your mate to gather gems. Was there a problem?"
"Well..." Spyro turned to look at Terrador, hoping that his former mentor would help him in this certain predicament that they had landed. Luckily, the earth guardian knew all too well what had transpired when he subtly picked up the scent they were carrying earlier.
"Apologies my dear contractor," Terrador began using his glib tongue to explain to the white cheetah who raised a suspicious eyebrow. "I forgot to relay a slight change of your plans regarding the gem gathering. My soldiers that were patrolling near the area where Spyro was harvesting gems had seen a group of suspicious apes that wandered near him. I have to immediately deploy dear Cynder here who had history with the apes as well as help Spyro in case something went awry."
The cheetah nodded in understanding, looking a bit concerned about the safety of the purple dragon and the black dragoness yet was relieved when he was assured nothing was wrong.
"I see, well there's nothing wrong with being careful." He turned to look at Spyro and Cynder who looked relieved, their butts rescued by the earth guardian who had saved their reputation. "It would be disastrous if you happen to be injured. It would put a stain on our company."
Reaching something in his satchel, the white cheetah grabbed what seems to be a gold colored token that has a dragon head figure engraved and gave it towards Spyro who looked at it curiously.
"As for your reward, it would be rude if I'd give you gems only. So to ensure our friendly relations in the future, you can show that token to any of our stores so you can get any item free of charge." The white cheetah smiled amusingly at the reactions the dragons gave him.
Spyro however, tried not to make a fuss of what happened; presenting professionalism he had once learnt.
"Thank you, may the Ancestors smile upon you as the dragons always did for this land's sake. Now then, please excuse me as I am in a hurry to complete this season's gem harvest."
Once his business was done, the cheetah grabbed something from his satchel, this time a small pouch that suddenly got bigger.
"In retrospect, perhaps you should have been given one of these pocket dimensional bags. It would be easier to carry than just that small burlap sack you were given." The cheetah wondered aloud, making a mental note in the future to give them a dimensional pouch to be used as Spyro watched with intrigue.
The cheetah tried to push the entire burlap sack through the small hole of the bag's opening. And true enough, the sack magically and by literally, entered the small gap and disappeared like a puff of smoke, not a trace left within the burlap sack or any outside as the purple dragon looked dumbfounded at what the pouch did.
"Don't worry. The gems that you harvested are all fine inside. Anyway, I must bid farewell." With a wave of his paw, the cheetah began walking away with a swish of his tail.
Once the cheetah was out of earshot, the two dragons let out a tired sigh, grateful that everything went for the best thanks to Terrador's intervention. The earth dragon approached the purple dragon, a stern yet amused look was what they were receiving as Spyro mentally prepared himself for the guardian's sermon.
"So, I take it that things went okay between you and your mate?"
Both Spyro and Cynder visibly blushed. Too embarrassed at the subtlety hidden behind the earth guardian's question, unable to refute due to him catching a whiff of Cynder's pheromones.
"Just make sure to be careful next time. Who knows that maybe your next encounter won't be as smooth as today if something like this will ever happen again."
The two dragons nodded, following Terrador's advice to heart.
"Speaking of problems," He turned to look at the black dragoness. "Volteer had turned in his report and some part of your share in surveying the merchant district." The black dragoness' eyes widened as she forgot about her job that she had hurriedly left due to her predicament. "Don't worry, you can still hand in your report in the form of an oral testimony. Just make sure to stop by Ignitus' office before you go home. I'm sure he knows how it's like to be impeded due to heat."
"Thank you Terrador, we'll make sure to drop by Ignitus." Spyro chimed in, speaking for his mate as he mentally noted their current schedule and nodded.
After sharing some last few words to each other and to discuss Spyro's employment next week, the green dragon waved them farewell and told Spyro to drop by the city's hunting lodge tomorrow for some work.
With another thank you sent towards the earth guardian, the purple dragon exchanged looks with his mate and proceeded to come inside the temple. The sun was setting by the time they went inside, only a few remaining creatures that were beginning to go home greeted them as the duo made their way to the fire guardian's abode.
When they stood in front of Ignitus' office, Cynder's expression was conflicted. 'Would Ignitus really understand my side? I was the one that screwed things up.' She mentally scolded herself.
"Oh don't be like that, it wasn't your fault." She snapped her head to her mate who was giving a knowing look. Her mate saw right through the dragoness when she was berating herself. He leaned forward to his dragoness and nudged his nose against her snout, a comforting purr emanated from his chest, showing her his warm and supportive side.
"Besides, this is Ignitus we are talking about. I'm sure he'll understand." Before any of them could continue talking, a small yelp and a loud moan made the two dragons stop in confusion.
The sound came from inside their former mentor's room, one where upon closer inspection was slightly ajar. Letting themselves in the fire dragon's room, the two made their presence known by calling their mentor's name.
"Ignitus? We're here--" It was at this point that Spyro lost his ability to speak once he saw the compromising position that Ignitus was in.
Cynder meanwhile just blinked a couple of times, like she had expected witnessing what had happened to their respected former mentor.
Well, technically ‘mentors’.
(A couple of hours earlier...)
Volteer walked through the halls with a heavy step that was adorning his feet. It had been a long day, speedrunning the merchant district and gathering precise, accurate surveys on the stores that Ignitus deemed to be potentially closed down due to inappropriate marketing. Adding to the fact that his helper, Cynder had to take her leave early due to problems regarding her heat and the overuse of his electricity element, the yellow dragon wanted nothing more than to rest in his room, drink some yorkshire tea and read a book or two.
"Hmm... I heard that the bookstore had a new volume of 'Greed of Dragons' released... Perhaps I should stop by there after handing the report to Ignitus." The electric dragon muttered, turning into a corner where he managed to bump into someone familiar.
*crash*
"Ah!" A dozen stack of papers and a brown satchel went flying everywhere as the yellow dragoness that Volteer had bumped into, landed on her flank with a heavy thud, wincing as she let out a painful groan.
"Oww... My head." Rayna groaned, rubbing her head from crashing into the electric guardian who was frozen in shock.
"R-Rayna?" The electric guardian called. He quickly forgot his fatigue, focusing himself into helping pick up the fallen papers, placing them in order while aiding her to recover from the minor accident they had caused.
"I'm so sorry. I was not looking where I was going. Are you fine?" Volteer profusely apologized to the yellow dragoness as Rayna waved him off, her eyes still closed due to the pain.
"No worries sir, just be more careful next time..." Once she opened her eyes, his voice trailed off when he looked at the electric dragon she had bumped to. "Oh Ancestors!"
Immediately the yellow dragoness tidied herself up and respectfully bowed to her assailant. "I'm so sorry Guardian Volteer! I didn't know... Please forgive me! I didn't mean to bump into you!" She had a look of panic in her face, which made the electric dragon annoyed by how she treated him like some kind of dictator.
"No no no! No need to apologize, it was me who was at fault here," The electric dragon levitated the papers towards her with his magic as Rayna nervously looked down, afraid of looking Volteer in the eyes, but gratefully accepted the papers that were handed to her. "Seriously, I implore you to be at ease, Rayna. You're not at fault here."
Nodding, the dragoness put all the papers that she was given to her satchel. After muttering a thank you to the guardian, she immediately shuffled away to a random direction, not even bothering to look Volteer in the eye as the electric guardian sighed, a bit heartbroken.
"... Just what made her afraid of me?" The yellow dragon muttered aloud, remembering the meeting he had promised to her back in the store. No, it was 'Volt' who had promised to go out with her, not 'Volteer'.
"Damn..."
Before he could continue with his walk, the electric guardian heard a crumple underneath his paws followed by the feeling of paper being stepped on as he looked down and saw that he had missed picking up a single paper that belonged to Rayna.
"Oh my gosh. What is wrong with me today?" He picked up the crumpled document and easily fixed the crumpled parts with his magic, making it look good as new as he turned to find the dragoness. However, upon glancing at it, Volteer read something alarming that caught his attention.
"A Request for Demolition? What?" Upon reading the entire paper, the electric guardian was baffled that the paper's content was about the demolition of her store. From what he remembered, Rayna loved the shop that was given to her due to an inheritance dispute by the owner, a white dragon that she had rescued during the war. Since the owner had two children who neither had any interest in running the shop, they had plans to sell it, however the white dragon wanted his shop to remain as his final wish, hence he gave the right to Rayna who made it her business to sell wares and was very much successful with her plans.
Deciding to find Rayna and find out more of her problem, the electric dragon put his own reports on hold as he hoped to find the dragoness that was wandering around the temple.
"But it's true! I did not request a demolition! They fabricated everything and I have the evidence right here!" Rayna hollered with desperation in her voice. She was currently arguing with one of the dragons that served as a channel for the Building Administrator that has the authority to demolish a building, so long as one has a Demolition Permit.
"Hmmm~ Of course ma'am, if you do have evidence that your Demolition Permit was indeed fabricated, I will forward your concern to the higher ups as soon as possible." The black dragon replied, waiting for her to hand in her evidence and then immediately burn it.
The black dragon was bribed by the white dragon's sons, and it was their doing that made a mess of Rayna's business. With how much he was being paid, he will make sure that the dragoness' concerns will not reach the ears of the higher ups.
Just as Rayna was about to hand over the evidence that was in her satchel, the electric guardian managed to spot her near the building administrator, his eyes widened once he saw her handing something important to the black dragon, a desperate and vulnerable look on Rayna's face.
Volteer lived his life full of hardships and had seen plenty of injustice back when the Guardians fought against the Dark Master's minions. He even dealt with some of what he called friends that schemed behind his back, taking Malefor's side in hopes to achieve a greater power. Their seemingly innocent looks forever ingrained in his memory as he vowed to never let it happen to him again, feeling betrayed for having given his trust to some dragon else.
The look that the black dragon gave Rayna was the same as those who betrayed his trust.
"Miss Rayna, I believe you are missing this?" The electric guardian decided to save Rayna discretely from the corrupt dragon as made his way towards her with the dropped paper levitating beside him.
The black dragon visibly winced when one of the most powerful dragons of Warfang came. His look of amusement faltering upon realizing things might go bad.
Upon realizing the paper that Volteer held with his magic, the dragoness' eyes widened as a thankful expression adorned her eyes. "Y-Yes! Thank Ancestors Volte-- I mean Guardian Volteer!" Rayna immediately tried to pull Volteer in for a hug, but remembered who she was talking to and merely shook Volteer's front paw as a form of gratitude, feeling relief that something or in this case someone managed to save her.
"I know it is none of my business here but," He gave the black dragon a side eye, silencing him who was about to speak before turning back towards the yellow dragoness. "May I ask why you wanted a demolition permit for your store, Miss Rayna?" The electric guardian asked who wore a concerned yet stoic mask while on the inside, the electric dragon couldn't help but gush from finally hearing a warm word addressed towards him from Rayna. He has to be patient, not revealing his real self to the dragoness lest things might turn complicated in the near future.
"O-Oh, you read it..." The yellow dragoness looked bashful as Volteer merely chuckled.
"Forgive me for my impudence, I just can't help but take a look at the paper's contents. I hope it's no trouble?" He gave the paper back to the dragoness who gratefully accepted it before tucking it away with the pile.
"It's fine, Guardian Volteer... As for the reasons why," The dragoness told her tale about the dragons that tried to harass her into selling her store, the fake permits that were given to the officials to demolish it, and a few other things regarding the dragons that tried to mess with her. Rayna wasn't entirely aware of the black dragon who began sweating bullets during their talks as the guardian decided to pull a sly trick up his scales.
Giving the black dragon his full attention, the electric guardian gave him an imposing aura that almost made him second guess his choice in his career life.
"While I loathe to interrupt your job good sir, may I request handling this matter personally? You see, Rayna here is a good friend of mine, and it would pain me deeply if something unjust were to happen to her. I promise to resolve any concerns regarding her permits and assure your time is spent otherwise." While the guardian was talking, his eyes were shown to differ from his tone of words. It was clear that the black dragon had to do what the electric guardian desired. The look Volteer was giving made him feel like he would die if he didn't grant his wishes.
"O-Of course! Since it's you Guardian Volteer, I'm sure the process will be a lot faster than taking the normal way... The permit in question is no longer my concern." He quickly added that last part, hoping that the electric guardian would leave.
"Hmhmm~ You heard the dragon, why don't we chat over some tea while we assess your situation, Rayna?" The electric dragon returned to his usual demeanor as the dragoness' couldn't believe the situation she was in right now.
There were a couple of lingering questions that floated in her mind, like why did the electric guardian decide to help her. But most of all...
"Umm... Sure. I guess it's better than waiting for a couple of days for the confirmation process." The yellow dragoness nodded dumbly, following Volteer who began walking to his office.
Once the two dragons were out of earshot, the black dragon let out a deep sigh as he almost looked deflated with each passing second.
"I need a vacation after this."
Rayna walked behind Volteer, studying the guardian's swaying tail with curiosity. Her mind was filled with questions that she wanted answers to; why did he decided to help her?
But most importantly, how did knew her name?
As if sensing that his companion had thoughts about him, the yellow dragon turned to face her, giving a warm yet charming smile that melted her mind like butter. Rayna had heard lots of stories about the guardian; of how intimidating he could be to his enemy but most importantly, the electricity dragon was smart. No one had managed to one-up the dragons in terms of using the logic aspect in a debate, of how precise one must think in order to match Volteer in a mental fight.
"Is there something you want to ask, Miss Rayna?" Those yellow slitted eyes reminded Rayna of the color of a powerful current, something dangerous if not utilized with care, greeted her once the male dragon decided to pause in his walking, patiently waiting for the dragoness who shyly turned her eyes.
"... Nothing, Guardian Volteer. It's just a surprise that's all." She whispered but loud enough for the yellow dragon to hear as he could sense some form of curiosity behind those words that she said. "Forgive me if I may seem rude but..."
Her hind legs fidgeted as her claws subconsciously traced patterns into the marble floor while Volteer curiously looked at her with patient eyes.
"How come that you know my name? We're not even acquaintances..." Rayna ducked her head, unsure how to look him in the eyes. Not once in her life had she met any of the guardians, and now here she was, being entertained by the master of electricity. Such a rare occurrence was beyond her understanding that her mind began racing with so many questions.
The electric dragon let out a sigh. He knew the time to reveal his other identity would befall upon him one day, but not so soon. "I believe I can only answer that question once we reach my office. But..." He looked away, unsure on how to proceed. "If I will tell you, I do hope you can see me in a new light."
"Huh?" The dragoness' gaze looked confused for a moment before Volteer resumed his walk.
With their discussion having been put on hold, the dragoness now had a curious thought on why the guardian seemed unsure. Perhaps there she had met him at some point in her life without her knowing who he was?
'No, that's impossible. How can I not know that handsome stud?'
Her trail of thought halted, perplexed by how she thought of him as handsome. What was she thinking?!
Shaking her head, she decided that perhaps everything would work out in the end once they reached the guardian's room.
"Well, we're here," The electric dragon stood in front of an imposing door where one can see bolts of lightning marks littered at the frame as his claws easily opened it. When he put his paw in the door, the entire bolt's markings began emanating a soft glow for a few seconds before the doors opened automatically. It was like the door responded to the electric dragon's presence.
Volteer entered the room first before stepping aside to make Rayna feel at ease, beckoning the dragoness with his paw to enter. "Make yourself at home."
Hesitating at first, the electric dragon felt disappointed with a look of worry etched in his face once she didn't move an inch. Seeing how distraught he looked was so rare that she managed to let her guard down, looking at the guardian with pity and accepted his good gesture.
Walking inside, the dragoness was surprised that the room consisted of nothing but normal things. A large desk in the middle decorated with an ink bottle and a stack of parchments, a small square table with small cushions on its corners for guests such as her, a cabinet to store things...
She expected something extravagant, like something along the lines of a golden chair, crystal chandeliers, or any of the sorts. Instead, what she met was a cozy room fit for any dragon.
"Why don't you take a seat while I brew some tea," The dragon in question walked past, startling her momentarily before relaxing. "Any preferences?"
"Umm... Anything will do I suppose," Rayna replied. "I don't know much about tea to be honest." She added.
"Yorkshire tea it is then." With a snap of his claw, small electricity that conjured from the dragon's body materialized beside his claws that followed his movement with every wave. The electricity then managed to coil around a tea kettle and a mug in the nearby cabinet before floating over to his office table where Volteer placed them down.
"You want sugar with your tea?" The electric dragon asked, looking at the dragoness with a smile, which made her stomach flutter from seeing such an attractive expression being directed towards her.
"N-no thank you guardian. Plain will do," Rayna sat on top of the red cushions of the small table with her paws neatly tucked into her body. Volteer followed shortly as he turned his magic towards the tea pot, pouring hot water into the mug as the dragoness watched, marveled by his ease on how to control lightning. "You're really good with electricity..."
She mentally slapped herself. Of course he was adept at such things. He wasn't called a guardian for nothing.
That response was met with a wholehearted chuckle as the electric dragon levitated the mug using his magic before grabbing it from the air with his claws. "Well, I did undergo strict training when I was young." Handing the mug towards Rayna, he poured himself some tea into another mug and opted to stay on the opposite side of the small round table, facing the dragoness.
"Thanks." She gratefully accepted the mug as she lightly blew the heat away. Once she took a sip of the green liquid, her eyes popped open at the deliciousness of the tea. No other words were uttered upon tasting the divine flavor made by him truly.
It was simply wonderful that she failed to notice the look of appreciation from Volteer.
"I take it you like the taste?" The electric guardian chuckled, which made the dragoness stop and notice how she almost emptied the mug she drank.
With a blush, the dragoness slightly turned around. "Oh Ancestors..." She hid herself behind the mug, not bearing to show Volteer how embarrassing it must be for the dragoness as the yellow dragon merely chuckled while shaking his head.
"It's fine... So--" He wanted to talk about the matter, but was interrupted midway when Rayna decided to beat him by talking first.
"Guardian Volteer..." The dragoness started, a serious look on her face that made her wonder whether things were not what she thought.
Volteer merely looked at Rayna with patience, an attentive look in his eyes that was also hidden by amusement once she used her serious tone. 'This dragoness... She will become the death of me if I don't properly explain things.' He mused mentally to himself, his inner persona crying out from being contained within.
"Before anything else, I want to properly thank you for what you have done," The dragoness set aside her finished mug of tea as she turned to give him a sincere look. Her posture wasn't as formal due to their close proximity to each other in the dragon's cozy office, and Volteer's smile only grew larger upon hearing her honest thanks towards him. "... and I have question. Why did you help me?" The look she gave, Rayna, despite hiding the fact that she's was nervous, still managed to contain her confidence towards him. The sincerity of her words touched his heart as the electric guardian almost gave her a sincere smile in return.
"Hmm... Straight to the point huh." The dragon drank his tea first, patiently waiting to give her his response before levitating a pair of glasses that he used to infiltrate her building.
"Let me answer your question with a story, if that's okay with you?" The dragoness blinked, not expecting for him to answer in such a manner. Nevertheless, the dragoness nodded, deciding to humor Volteer and listened to his tale.
"Very well."
The guardian told her a tale about a certain male yellow dragon, being asked by his friend, an orange dragon that has the same authority as him, to survey the market district. As for the details of the request, it was confidential, but generally all he had to do was to inspect the merchants, vendors, or anyone that owns a shop if they harbor any wares that could potentially harm their customers.
The yellow dragon had to disguise himself as someone else so as to not reveal his identity in order to see the true nature of the business the vendors were managing. Not only that, he had to do the inspection earlier than expected in order to prevent some businesses from closing during inspection. The yellow dragon had a helper, a black dragoness to inspect half of the business in the merchant district while the other would do the rest.
However, an unforeseen circumstance led the dragoness into leaving her task, making him finish all the work in less than seven hours before closing time. It was then that Volteer began telling the tale of the yellow dragon surveying a certain yellow dragoness' store.
The dragoness listened attentively, intrigued by his tale as she unconsciously grabbed the teapot and poured herself a drink, taking in the wonderful tea that satiated her palette. She had to admit, the electricity guardian was a very good story teller, it's no wonder he was regarded as one of the most talkative guardians of the four.
The tale then reached to the point where it began to reflect Rayna's interaction with a dragon named Volt, her eye ridges furrowed upon the similarities of Volteer's tail as she still couldn't figure out what felt wrong.
"...The yellow dragon was, frankly speaking, attracted to the yellow dragoness," The guardian tried his best to hide the blush that was growing underneath his cheeks as the dragoness noticed such a reaction. "She has a cute personality that matches her beauty but alas... He couldn't tell the dragoness his real identity, as things could become complicated if he did." The electric guardian trailed off, lost in thought. Continuing his tale, the dragon saw her eyes beginning to widen as he tried his best to control his shaky breath, nervous at the thought of who the yellow dragon and dragoness mentioned in the story.
"Before he could leave her store, the dragoness stopped him, showing the yellow dragon a box of some sort," The electricity guardian couldn't help but blush like crazy at this point, his gaze landing on the box that he had left in his desk, bare and obvious to see.
Following his gaze, the dragoness' eyes landed on the box she gave to Volt as her eyes widened. Her mind finally clicked on what Volteer's story was about.
"They then bid farewell, but not before she invited the yellow dragon for lunch tomorrow."
It was at this point that both dragons were blushing like mad, not making eye contact with each other as the electric guardian ended the story of the yellow dragon continuing his job with his mind occasionally disturbed by the dragoness that he had met.
"..."
"..."
It was hard for the two of them to speak up, not daring to continue on with the next conversation, fearful on how to deal with such a rare circumstance that the two were currently experiencing.
Rayna managed to find her voice first as she decided to break the ice. "The yellow dragon... His name is 'Volt', am I correct?" The electric guardian slowly nodded, a nervous look in his face which made the yellow dragoness feeling nervous herself.
"And the dragoness... It was me?"
Volteer nodded silently.
Another silence followed suit, neither dragon managed to talk. With the atmosphere around them beginning to feel heavy, the electric dragon decided to take the initiative as he put on the glasses that changed his appearance to 'Volt'.
At once, the familiar dragon that the dragoness knew before appeared where Volteer once stood. There was no denying that the dragon she flirted with at her store was the guardian of electricity himself.
"...Holy ancestors, what am I supposed to say in this circumstance?" The dragoness let out an exasperated sigh; her feelings were a jumbled mess while the guardian let out grimace, also experiencing such a predicament.
'Fiddlesticks.' Volteer cursed. He mustn't ruin this.
Taking his tea and finishing his content in one gulp, the male dragon set the mug down as Rayna impassively looked back towards the male. He figured that she was unprepared. He knew she wasn't ready for something like this to happen to her.
He needed to fix his mess.
"I'm sorry..." The guardian apologized, breaking the chain of thought that circulated around the dragoness' mind as she stared at him, confused.
Volteer wore a look of a repentant dragon. An apologetic look that showed his regret at masquerading as 'Volt' and failing to tell the yellow dragoness in front of him that he was none other than the master of electricity himself.
"...For what?" The dragoness only managed to ask one word from Volter's impassioned tone.
"Everything? For deceiving you, for wasting your time? Honestly, I'm as lost as you are." He stood up and walked towards his desk, the papers that were inside the dragoness' satchel began to glow, as it levitated towards him.
"As promised, I will take care of the forged demolition permit." The electric dragon stated, taking out a parchment and began writing in an unbelievable speed, like whatever words that the guardian penned on his document would grant life itself, given that it was Volteer himself that made such a thing.
"If you want, we can pretend that this meeting never happened, after all, I'm sure you don't want to associate with a dragon such as myself. Anyway--" His claws suddenly stopped moving as it was being grabbed by the dragoness' own.
Looking at Rayna, the dragon wondered why she stopped him mid sentence; a look of confusion could be seen with his glasses almost falling from his snout.
Before he could speak up, the dragoness slowly removed the glasses that disguised the dragon as 'Volt', changing his appearance back to 'Volteer' as Rayna smiled.
"You know, I never get to say my side of things." With careful paws, the dragoness managed to place Volteer's glasses away, chucking it on top of the electric guardian's office table before looking towards him with a determined look.
Volteer just dumbly looked at the female dragon in front of him. His yellow slitted eyes studied her calm composure that the dragoness seemed to adopt after their silent exchange with one another.
"Why don't we have a proper talk first, before you rush into things, hmm?" The dragoness gently asked. "Also, I just want to apologize for my initial reaction earlier. I was just... surprised, that's all."
Now with a calm mind, the dragoness can properly address the situation properly as she was now aware of who the electric guardian really was. However, she couldn't help but harbor a tinge of disappointment from Volteer not telling his identity straight away.
The guardian looked a little surprised that the dragoness managed to pull such composure; but nevertheless, it was no surprise due to her years of running a business. "Alright... Let's talk properly this time."
The dragoness merely smiled; giving the electric guardian's snout a chaste touch that made him blush in response, not expecting such a response from the female, but quickly relaxed upon seeing her warming expression.
Maybe there's still some hope for them after all.
And just like that, both dragons engaged themselves in their personal debate, one that involved their personal thoughts towards the other as well as some casual conversation in order to get to know each other better. It was good, to say the least as Volteer felt a spark, an ember that he harbored for the yellow dragoness being lit as Rayna felt the same, unaware of how close they were at the moment.
Who would've known that both of their romance was set into motion, thanks to Ignitus' ordering him to survey the merchant district...
"Oh ancestors! The report!" The yellow dragon panicked. Due to their time together, the electric dragon had forgotten about his report for the fire guardian as he zoomed towards his office desk, momentarily forgetting about the dragoness who stared at the dragon, dumbfounded.
"Oh geez, oh no! I still need to chronologically order the reports, analyze the severity of the contents and--" His mumblings were cut off short when the yellow dragoness suddenly booped him on the snoot.
"You know, if you want I can help you with the report?" The dragoness chuckled, a look of amusement written on her scales as Volteer scratched the back of his horns, blushing from his childish yet somewhat funny antics. "That is, of course, if you're up for it? If not, I can show myself out... Your choice."
Volteer wondered for a moment. Would it be a good choice to have Rayna help him sort out his reports and analyze the content?
"Well, I don't see the harm in that~" Smiling, the dragoness stood by his side as the electric guardian skimmed through the documents with Rayna occasionally pointing out some things regarding the contents and its context. With her help, it was made easy as Volteer didn't have to do it all on his own.
With her experiences about running a business and being a merchant herself, they managed to finish the entire report with breakneck speed, and after checking for a few errors Volteer accidentally overlooked, a weight has been lifted from the electric guardian's shoulders as his eyes glowed from seeing Rayna and him finished the paperwork in the time span of forty-five minutes.
"Heh heh heh~ Not bad Miss Rayna, not bad indeed~" The yellow dragon complimented her work with praise. The dragoness simply rubbed the back of her horns, appreciating the electrifying praise Volteer was giving as the dragon could not help but winked at Rayna for the wonderful cooperation they exhibited together.
"Anyway," He scoffed. "Would you like to accompany me to Ignitus' room? I'm sure we will have plenty of time addressing your problem once I hand in my report for the day." The dragon then grabbed the paper that he was writing regarding the dragoness' evidence regarding the forged Demolition Permit . "Both of us could look into it together, making it easy to trace the culprit and bring him to justice."
"I'm pretty sure you'll do it anyway if I turn down your offer anyway," Volteer couldn't help but laugh with her reply. It felt heartwarming that the dragoness didn't feel it necessary to follow her own rules upon their second meeting with each other. Instead she felt it unnecessary, seeing that 'Volt' has turned out to be Guardian Volteer himself.
After tucking the papers with the evidence alongside his finished report in the dragoness' satchel, both dragons went outside to see Ignitus. Their tails occasionally brushed against each other from time to time. The dragoness felt bashful in regards to their current circumstance. Nevertheless, the electric guardian felt the same way. It has been long since he had met a special dragoness that could keep up with his attitude.
Not many found him attractive once they learned his true self, only those who tried to flirt with him were only attracted to his status and not him as a dragon.
"You know, this is pretty strange for our first date." The dragoness quipped out of the blue, making Volteer blush that turned his eyes.
Date huh? He certainly liked the ring that it came with.
"Well, I can't help it... It is strange at least, don't you agree?"
The dragoness nodded, giggling at the dragon's response as her mind couldn't help but disagree from what he just said.
Their awkward tension began turning into something akin to a friendly banter, much to the dragons’ surprise. They enjoyed each other’s company so well that neither the guardian nor Rayna wanted things to end as soon as it began.
Maybe they found something special in each other? Maybe not. Who knows? The feeling of affection that was brought forth into their perspective on how they handled their situation could be answered to such a simple query.
With a newfound spark of friendship turning into something deeper, the dragons entered the fire guardian's office; a goofy smile donned their face upon arriving outside the fire guardian's room, a certain spark of emotions brewing.
"Well, we're here my lady~" The electric dragon made a show of being a gentledragon; an act that made the dragoness laugh as she played along with his antics.
"Oh you~" Rayna winked which Volteer couldn't help but reciprocate said action.
With their antics having ended, Volteer knocked the door thrice.
"Who is it?"
"You're favorite dragon,"
A sigh, one that sounded annoyed can be heard on the other side, yet full of affection upon knowing who was speaking with.
"Oh... Come in, Volteer." The door opened on its own, revealing Ignitus sitting behind his office desk accompanied with Cyril as both dragons walked in without delay.
"Oh? Well now~ Who is this lovely dragoness that you have brought, Volteer?" The ice dragon surmised, looking at Rayna with a grin, looking between his colleague and the dragoness before whistling. "Don't tell me. She's your consort, is she not?" Cyril teased.
"Cyril..." Ignitus called out, "Please, have some manners." He berated the ice dragon; earning himself a scoff from the Guardian of Ice.
"Oh, excuse me then." He dismissed the guardian's statement before focusing on Rayna who was sitting beside Volteer. "I'm the guardian of Ice, Cyril. That hulking wall of hot scale is the Guardian of Fire, Ignitus." Cyril introduced themselves with a wide grin. The dragoness knew who they were, but she was still nervous as she looked between the two dragons who laughed good-naturedly from how the electric guardian was rolling his eyes.
"They are secretly lovers." The electric dragon simply said which made the dragoness' eyes widened.
"I beg your pardon?" The ice guardian looked affronted from the dragon's accusation. "We have no such relationship of that sort!"
"Indeed. We are merely colleagues, friends even." Ignitus butted in, hoping to de-escalate the situation that Volteer had started as the dragoness' mind was beginning to explode for the revelation that Cyril and Ignitus, both male dragons, were secretly lovers.
"Uh huh, right." The electric dragon grinned before looking at Rayna. "Don't be intimidated by them. They’re just shy."
"Hey!" Both dragons shouted which got ignored.
"Anyway," Volteer decided to drop the topic. "Here's the report regarding the survey of the stores you wanted me to check today. Prior to Miss Rayna arrival at my office, we managed to make the report in record time.."
Handing in Ignitus his report, the electric dragon then proceeded to raise his concern regarding the forged demolition permit that the dragoness currently had in her satchel. Realizing the severity of the problem, the dragons of fire and ice immediately discussed the matter as Rayna merely stood out of the dragon's talk.
In her eyes, the fire and ice guardian was akin to those from her profession; having an aura that she admired when discussing, calculating, and assessing the situation with Volteer who tried to back Rayna up in regards to her store. The electric dragon was adamant on not letting the female's shop being destroyed, even to the point that it forced him to go out of character in order to rectify such a travesty that made the other dragons impressed by his attitude.
Without knowing, the dragoness was beginning to smile lovingly at the electric dragon who began talking adjectives with how he described her store, one that went noticed by the ice dragon as he gave a knowing smile between the two.
'Oh? Are these two perhaps...' His statement before was similar to a joke, about Volteer and Rayna being consorts, but judging by how the yellow dragon was acting out of character, it would be possible that it's something essentially close to what he had said.
Shaking his head, he wouldn't think about it too much. As much as the electric dragon annoyed him, even he had some decorum than to tease their relationship. After all, even they deserved to have a chance at romance... Right?
"Very well Volteer, I am impressed that you've worked with Rayna to make this report," Ignitus skimmed the documents his colleague gave as the dragoness blush for the fire guardian addressing her. "Additionally, since you're free tomorrow, how about we investigate the issue regarding Miss Rayna here." He turned to look at the dragoness, much to Cyril and Volteer's surprise.
The electric guardian had thought that his fellow fire friend would just request somebody to personally look into the matter, but he didn't know that they would be personally resolving the case about his friend.
'Friend...' For some reason, calling his dragoness companion a ‘friend’ left a bitter taste in his mouth.
Meanwhile, the dragoness' eyes widened for god knows how much. At this point, her eye-ridges could carry a quarter pound stone if she kept doing that.
"Why so surprised? Isn't this what you wanted, Volteer?" The fire dragon stood up from his seat as he went to the electric dragon's side. "Too help your dragoness 'friend' with her problem?" He emphasized the 'friend' part, making the electric guardian uncomfortable with how he said it as he muttered something inaudible underneath his breath.
Chuckling, the fire guardian patted the electric dragon's shoulder. Leaning close to his ear, Ignitus whispered something to his electric friend. "Don't worry; we'll do everything we can to help your future mate."
Volteer's face turned red upon hearing Ignitus' statement. His dragoness friend, or a lover depending on perspective, might become suspicious of Ignitus' last remark which the electric guardian can only hope to deny his claim.
Unfortunately for him, the dragoness must've heard what Ignitus whispered to his ears for she was red. Rayna and Volteer merely stood awkwardly together, hiding a smile from each other upon learning how their friends knew that both dragons desired to be close to each other.
"Cute."
After a few conversations here and there, the two yellow dragons left the fire guardian's room as Cyril stayed behind to discuss some important matters with his fire friend. With the report in the fire dragon's paws, Ignitus let out a tired sigh as he put away the documents and pinched his snout.
"Oh dear ancestors, why are there dragons that always try to exploit others..." He was tired to the bone, having to fill out more paperwork and to address the issue of the yellow dragoness the Volteer had brought before. It was one problem after another, piling up in his desk like a tumor growing in an unsuspecting creature's body.
"You seem tired." Cyril quipped, "If you want, I can handle half of your work, after all, I too have no plans for tomorrow." The ice dragon offered. He couldn't stand and watch his friend's condition getting worse by the minutes, one that was attributed to the fire guardian's poor attitude to always overwork himself to the bone.
Ignitus couldn't help but grunted. He appreciated his friend's concern, but he didn't want to take away Cyril's day off tomorrow, especially since tomorrow was supposed to be the ice dragon's family reunion, or at least, that was what he heard from him.
"No need Cyril. I know how important tomorrow is for you and your extended family." The orange dragon replied, earning a frown from his colleague. "Oh don't give me that look, I too wish to relax a bit during my off-days... After all, I too needed rest..." Sighing, the dragon let out a tired sigh. "Well, that is if I get these done." He gestured to the amount of paperwork that was cluttered in his desk.
The guardian of ice sighed, knowing how stubborn Ignitus can be; decided to at least help relieve some of his tension in a more... personal way.
"You know, there are other ways I can help you relax~" The cyan dragon walked behind his friend with perverse intentions, snaking his tail dangerously close along his male slit. "And I know just the way~" He whispered seductively, making Ignitus blush from such an act.
"Cyril..." The dragon growled, "Not now, we have work to do." He gently pushed the ice dragon's tail away from his male slit, earning himself a chuckle from his friend.
"Oh come on Iggy, I know you want it~" The cyan dragon licked the fire guardian's ear, making the dragon shiver from the contact as Cyril's paws began to roam around his body, caressing his red scales in a seductive manner.
"Cyril..." Ignitus growled, his body betraying his mind as he felt his male slit begin to bulge from the ice dragon's ministration. "I said no..." He tried to push the cyan dragon away, but the ice guardian was persistent in his continued assault, pushing the dragon into the cold hard floor as Cyril loomed over him.
"Oh don't be such a prude Iggy~" The dragon licked his snout, making the fire guardian blush from such an act. "Let me take care of you, after all, you deserve it~" Without any warning, the master of ice leaned down and gave his lover a long, sloppy kiss, silencing the fire guardian's protest as he reciprocated, not resisting the ice dragon's forwardness as he opened his maw and allowed his friend to slide his tongue into his cavern.
Their slurpy make out session began heating up with each other, their kiss becoming sloppier, longer; and nastier with Ignitus letting Cyril have his way with him. Somehow, things always went out of control whenever the two were alone with each other, stressed out and needed some relaxation. It wasn't uncommon to Ignitus that his colleague, lover, and friend would often take advantage of him and tried to soothe the dragon through a heavy petting and sex.
It all happened a while ago, when Ignitus was alone and sexually stressed out. With his life as a guardian always getting in the way of finding an ideal mate, he had no time to mingle with many dragonesses as he had other, more important things to do, such as governing the city and making sure that everyone was safe. The same cannot be said with the other guardians though. With his attitude of being a workaholic and a dragon of responsibility, he put his fellow colleagues' lives before his own, making him their de facto leader and such. When his sex drive grew to the point of him unable to ignore it, he openly masturbated in his office, having forgot to lock his door which gave Cyril access to his friend's office room, and saw the fire dragon shamelessly jerking himself off which prompted the ice dragon to help his fellow guardian in need, via fucking him.
Nonetheless, the fire guardian loved every moment of his tail hole being abused and used by the ice dragon. There was no moment that he regretted being fucked silly as he, Ignitus admitted it when they were together; was a dragon with no shame when he was in the mood for sex.
Having his lips intertwined by Cyril, Ignitus moaned from the contact of the ice dragon's hot maw breathing against his own as their tongues swirled around each other in an attempt to dominate each other, both sides trying to pin the other down, declaring the winner of their make out session. With saliva oozing out from their maw and staining the floor beneath him, the fire dragon relinquished his dominance when the ice guardian suddenly slid a claw down into his bulging male slit, causing him to moan.
‘Cheater...’ Ignitus couldn't help but silently moan from such a trick as the ice guardian sniggered from his lover's reaction. Breaking their sloppy kiss with an audible 'schlup!'; a trail of saliva could be seen coating the fire dragon's muzzle as Cyril began eyeing his friend like a wolf seeing their prey for the first time, hungry and ready.
"Turn around slut~" The ice dragon commanded, having stood up and giving the fire dragon some space to properly present himself.
It took no effort on the ice dragon's part to coerce Ignitus to obey his demand; he had already submitted to him, there's no point in resisting.
Standing up, his back was now facing against him, twisting his head and giving him a smug wink accompanied by a lecherous smile. Just because he was submitting to him, doesn't mean that he couldn't have a little bit of fun with it.
Taking advantage of the other dragon's intention to fuck his ass, the master of fire made a show for him by raising his read up high and lowering his upper body for him; tail flicked up and his ass put on full display, his dick dripping with pre-cum dangled below.
Seeing such a provocative display in front of him was more than enough to turn Cyril on to the max as his mouth drooled and his body felt hot. "Oh you little~" Ignitus shivered upon feeling Cyril's maw tracing along his ass.
With the ice dragon standing directly behind him, he licked, bit, and made out with the orange dragon's anal hole that was winking audibly with a squelch from the ice dragon's saliva, begging to be touched and abused. He then brought his snout over his crotch, running his tongue over the male's dragonhood just to make him squirm and spread his legs even further.
It worked a bit too effectively as the fire guardian almost collapsed from such an assault from his friend's tongue.
Much to his dismay, the ice dragon let go of the fire dragon's cock and ass, admiring his handiwork as Ignitus panted, craving for more physical contact and stimulation.
However, he knew what was coming when the drake flapped his wings, the weight of the ice dragon came crashing down upon him.
Cyril then huffed against Ignitus' neck; the heat rolling off his maw as he gripped the orange dragon's shoulders tightly. With a possessive growl, he moved his hips forward, feeling the warm fleshy rear of the fire dragon.
With a dark chuckle that could rival the Dark Master's, the fire dragon could feel his lover rubbing the tip of his cold hard cock around his hole, spreading his precum around it before he felt the pressure of being mounted.
With one paw reaching forward and gripping Ignitus' neck, the master of ice moaned as the plump, fat and throbbing cock pushed its way forward after some momentary resistance, aided in part to the precum he so graciously smeared on the fire dragon's fleshy hole, sliding deep into his anal hole with pure uncontained lust.
Moaning underneath his breath, Ignitus wiggled his rear against Cyril, his muscles immediately clenching his tight tailhole around the icy meat-sword that was filling him in the most glorious ways.
Both gay dragons let out pleasured growls as the first inches that sank deep within the orange drake was a reward in its own. The ice dragon gave his submissive lover an affectionate bite along the crook of the fire dragon's neck, having intended on making Ignitus enjoy their coupling as much as he would.
He drew his sword out, tugged his hips back, and slammed his cock forward again, each plunge of his hips making it hard for the dragon of fire to keep himself from moaning with the treatment he was receiving, and soon enough he found himself begging for more.
"Ahhh~ G-Ghaaa~! M-Moar pleaseeeee~" The fire dragon begged.
Hearing the neediness in Ignitus moans, he only grinned as he was all too happy to oblige upon his friend's request.
Having relinquished his methodical pace of insertion, the ice dragon reared his hips back until only the tip of his cock was inside Ignitus as his large slab of meat spurted a heap load of precum inside him, coating the interior walls for the upcoming assault.
Almost immediately afterward, the fire dragon could feel his neck being pierced by the ice dragon's sharp teeth; hips shoved forward in an attempt to ram the entirety of his member deep into the orange dragon's hole, which caused him to roar out in bliss. His own unattended cock twitched from below, having spurted out a generous stream of pre below, forming a puddle of some sort.
They were thankful that there were barely any creatures left at this time of the day, as it was time for them to go home now that the temple was closing down and only those who were of higher authority could enter.
If anyone would ever see them like this, they would be the talk of the entire city, which would jeopardize their reputation.
After giving his lover a bit of time to acclimate his size - which was terrifyingly similar to the size of his forearm - the ice dragon renounced his hold from his neck and gave him a few loving licks, nursing the bleeding wound that he had intentionally committed before pumping his hips back and forth within the fire drake.
Each smack of their hips filled the surrounding room with their loud sounds of mating. With all the pleasured moans and grunts they were making, anyone nearby would immediately be privy to what the two guardians were partaking in. However, Ignitus couldn't be bothered, moaning like a slut in a whorehouse as he was taken behind by a prime male such as Cyril.
He was quick and rough on the fire dragon, each pound of his hips made him rock forward. He can feel the cold hard floor beneath his claws being displaced, sending small tingles of pleasure throughout his orange body. It wasn't long till he could feel the ice dragon's cock drilling deep into his prostate, making him see stars that danced alongside his vision as the cyan guardian dug into him just right.
"Ahhhh! GRAAH! AHHH!" Whether it was on reflex or not, Ignitus tried to squeeze back against him in response, which was more than enough of a clue for him to keep going.
A particularly whorish moan from the fire drake was all the information he needed to know he was pushing the right buttons.
Each push from Cyril managed to make him groan wantonly and squirm within his hold, wiggling and swerving his ass to match the ice dragon's thrust. This only encouraged him to go faster upon the fire dragon, smothering the orange drake with his far stronger, far heavier and larger body as he began plowing Ignitus like one would a desperate and willing bitch.
It didn't take long for his anal muscles to sporadically squeeze down on the intrusion within him in sync with the electric shocks of pure satisfaction shooting all throughout his spine; each rough pound from the ice dragon pushed him further and further away from the boundaries that a dragon should have. However, Ignitus didn't care as he succumbed to the cyan's guardian's vigorous pace, rumbling in joy with his lips forming a small goofy, slutty smile as he welcomed such abuse.
Having rammed himself forward with unrestricted lust and craving for sweet satisfaction from the dragon under him, the ice dragon's body shuddered at how Ignitus' muscles squeezed and pushed around him like it was welcoming Cyril home.
Soon, more ferocity was added behind those thrusts, with the ice dragon's breath hitching, his growls grew all the more in volume and his thrusts were losing more and more control. Ignitus only happily giggled in response with a toothy grin that challenged those of a madman.
Their actions were solely driven by their instinct, both guardians moaned and growled on top of each other with no intentions of stopping anytime soon.
The ice dragon was close, and if his wanton moans and the fire dragon's throbbing cock were any indication, so was he. The orange dragon could feel the dominant male's knot having demanded entry, battering against his hole with intense force that made him want to push his hips back to meet it in turn.
"Grrr..." Cyril gave him a deep snarl and rammed his hips forwards, bracing his forelimbs on the fire dragon's shoulders to keep him in place. This was the final stroke he needed for the widest part of his knot to pass through Ignitus' anal hole, and as soon as it did, the rest of it followed suit with a lewd splatter.
Unable to hold back from the pleasure anymore, the fire dragon howled with bliss when his own climax was accompanied with the amount of scorching cum flooding through his rear in almost constant pulses, followed suit by a growing, bloating sensation spreading inside his bowels.
Cyril gave a possessive snarl of relief when Ignitus' anal muscle squeezed down on his knot. More of his seed came through in quick ropes; with each warm spurt left the dragon of fire quaked with aftershocks from having his anal hole filled and a load that left his rear stuffed.
Due to the subsequent clenching of his ass, the ice dragon continued to ride the orgasmic wave in longer spurts that left him clinging to Ignitus tightly. With their belly expanding from Cyril's absurd amount of cum, the cyan dragon had enough strength left to further hilt himself deeper, forcing the fire dragon to take all of his seed without spilling a single drop.
As soon as Ignitus found his weight being pressured against the hard floor below once more, the dragon of fire squirmed and gasped with each successful string of cum that came flowing through his dick, further coating his bloated belly alongside the cold floor below.
Exhausted and somewhat dazed, the ice guardian growled with contentment when he flopped on top of his lover, leaning his muzzle towards the fire guardian and murmured a loving whisper, praising his gravid-looking partner with eloquent words that made him blush even redder than his already crimson scales.
"I love you Ignitus," was what he said, "My beautiful slut~"
Ignitus merely smiled from hearing such an affectionate reply. With Cyril hugging him closely, he managed to gain just enough strength to reciprocate his friend and lover's embrace.
"I love you too... stud." The fire dragon snapped which made the ice guardian burst out in laughter from their silliness.
"Ignitus? We're here--" A familiar voice came from the door that they failed to lock earlier. Both dragons looked at who just stumbled into their indecent acts of sodomy; it was Spyro and Cynder.
"... Uhh, we can explain?" Ignitus meekly offered to which Cyril looked between the two other dragons across the room before letting out a cough, still tied with his lover.
"That is to say, can you two get back at a later time? Please?" The ice dragon politely asked, unusually calm about the situation they were in.
The couple merely stayed in their position before the black dragoness decided to close the door as the two decided it was best to get out before things become more awkward.
Once they closed the door however...
"I think I need to go home and sleep now." Said Spyro as he looked between Cynder and the closed fire guardian's room; ears were pink while the dragoness only chuckled.
"Uh huh~ I bet you do~" The dragoness teased which earned herself a blush from her mate. "For the record, I already knew they were a couple. I ship them too."
"Oh my ancestors..." The purple dragon facepalmed.
The End?